Images from Paris, 2000

It is really difficult to describe what the city did to me. I'd thought I was as much of a Francophobe as most Americans (especially New Yorkers), but there is such a strange feeling of freedom and wonder when walking the streets of Paris. It came as quite a surprise. I understand why some call it the City of Light. Paris is Cecilie's favourite city (she lived there for a year), and she was a fabulous tour guide, pointing out secret bookstores and quaint little architectural details that most people would miss. Sacre Coeur cathedral. L'Opéra, the old opera house. View of the Seine, with Pont des Arts in the foreground and the Eiffel Tower in the distant background. Magnus and Cecilie in front of Notre Dame cathedral. A stained glass window inside Notre Dame. One of the towers of Notre Dame. The Place de la Bastille in Paris. There are some excellent bars and restaurants just a few hundred meters from here. We hit Wax, as suggested by Wallpaper*, and a Cuban bar with a Fidel Castro/Che Guevara theme, among others in the neighbourhood. Good luck trying to catch a taxi after midnight though. Back to the index page